Broken Paths

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Many things have came about and many things been running through this is what helped me to decide this adventure through a world I use to know that no longer is there anymore It's kind of a long piece but please read it because to you its just a poem but to me its how most of my life managed to sort itself out Thanks and Enjoy :)

Submitted: March 08, 2008

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Broken Paths
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Many things have came about and many things been running through this is what helped me to decide this adventure through a world i use to know that no longer is there anymore and it happened today its kind of a long piece but please read it because to you its just a poem but to me its how most of my life managed to sort itself out Thanks and Enjoy :)

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Broken Paths

Patches of sun stream through as I enter through a canopy of once overgrown branches into my world that once was full of unbroken paths

Each step I take flat grass and broken branches lay before me

The wind quietly begins to blow as thoughts begin to enter slow

As if it were whispering in my ear Come Back To Me Come See What I've Become

I look to the left and see a now rotted bench car seat

I smile to myself as I remember that is where I use to sit only when I was afraid, afraid of where my unbroken paths might lead me

I smile because I am no longer afraid, I smile because it is no longer preventing me

My thoughts begin to speed up as the wind begins to rush around me as if its pushing me back into my world of unbroken paths wanting me to return so I can see, see what it's become

I come closer to an untouched open field that turns straight to branches and debris

For that is where I would leap, Leap into my world of unbroken paths when I wanted to rush so I could forget everything, forget the world around me

I took the long way today for I wasn't in a hurry to forget anything

When the streams of sunlight disappear that is when I know I have entered my world that had became so dear.

As I looked around I notice, no longer are my paths unbroken the debris has made this clear

For now it was my world of broken paths

Fear overcomes me as I wonder desperately what good my world could do now for it appears that my world is no longer here

As I move forward the debate between my head and my heart grew louder as I began to question my one desire

The wind rustles angrily about as if it to was debating something, now roaring it screams painfully Welcome back, now do you see what I have become?

I look around frantically to see if I could find the things that helped me find my way before

Maybe now they could help me, help me to find my way down these broken paths

Looking to the left I see what I call my fire tee-pee, the branches are now charcoaled though they have never been lit and amazingly there still standing

Remembering this is where I would come to get warm

Where I could see what I have already been through and not have to feel so anxious about the path that lay before me

The wind became warm and dry as I began to continue on, gasping daringly it threatens See What I've Become

Taking a deep breath I move forward down these broken paths, if it hasn't changed I know what comes next

A sudden urge to look at my feet pushes my head slightly down there laying in the crumpled leaves as if they are walking with me are four pairs of shoes that are growing in size each time

I have never came across these before, however I know why they are here, they are here to show me how far I have come how much I have changed

The wind has died down for a brief moment, it pitter patters against my skin smoothly saying See What I've Become?

To the right there is a rotted mattress I use to sleep on, a rotted mattress I had never laid upon , Where my thoughts would stop racing long enough to gain some self control

Closing my eyes I grasped my crystal tightly placing all of my unanswered questions within it

The wind is surrounding me with a warm,what seems to be equal breeze, yet at the same time i feel as if it is slightly covering me more on one side as if it is calmly speaking to one side saying See What I've Become?

I continue to walk forward down these broken paths as I have enough control over my thoughts to convince myself that this shall all be over soon, since I am almost there

Smiling I head to what I know next only to find it is no longer there

All I can see now is a very deep crevice, a crevice that once use to be the support of a now rotted log

The comfort I have managed to keep is quickly draining

The log was my bridge, it brought me to the other side, the otherside is where the end of my path lied

Growing annoyed I start searching for another way realizing this is where my broken paths have split

The right was my bridge that no longer existed the left is the only way I have to go

I head left stepping over and going under the broken branches that are scattered about

Ducking the last overturned branch I enter into a small clearing that cliffs off

I smile softly as I listen for the faint sound of running water

I hear nothing, frantically I move forward to the edge of the cliff and look down

All I see is dried up mud cracked multiple times across the bottom

All I see is the waterfall that no longer has water running into the oversized pond that once was a deep blue

The fear that overcame me when I entered of my world no longer being there was no longer a fear it was the truth.

This is where I would jump in carlessley after I followed my path to see what awaits me next to see what else I have yet to discover or yet to learn

Feeling like I wasted time coming here I turn around in anger rushing down the broken paths

What Am I suppose to do now I scream into the world as I continue forward the world I had learned to rely on so well

The wind begins to blow furiously behind me pushing me forward as if it was enraged, like it was wildly screaming See What I've Become?

The thoughts re-entering back into my head making me feel as if i were mad I Turn around and stop long enough to scream my answer THERE IS NOTHING LEFT FOR ME HERE NOT ANYMORE I roar YOU HAVE BECOME NOTHING

I storm down the broken paths back through the overgrown branches in which I had entered from the world i was trying to escape the canopy begining to collapse after me I turn around

The wind still blowing crazed behind me as if it was saying again what it has been saying all along

I scream once again THERE IS NOTHING LEFT FOR ME HERE

There is Nothing I say to myself much quieter, and as if it was trying to point that out all along the wind dies down and caresses me with a breeze just strong enough to blow my long hair softly in the wind

Run Away With Me I heard as the last branch collapsed from the canopy

There is nothing left for you here anymore...

I take a deep breath and look back at the broken paths

I smile softly to myself the anger no longer running through me

Thinking to myself all those broken paths means there are no more paths that can be taken.

For its time to move on

Afterall,

There is nothing left here for me anymore....


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